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It Gets No Rougher Lyrics

Artist: L.L. Cool J
Album: Walking With The Panther

[Intro: LL Cool J]Let me tell you somethin' about an a-b-c styleThe a the b the c the d the e the f the g the h the i the j the kthe l the m the n the o the p the q the r the s the t the u the vw, x, y, z, it's bullshit to me

[LL Cool J]Rhyme to the rhythm of a or should I give a brother timeand move on, you better get another vick to work with - or quitCause I'm on some ol' L shitCapable of murder but I never committedTakin' no shorts so you better forget itTracklin' the world on my tone deafen station, taught herSupercalifalistic emcee excutionerWicked witch, diggin' your ditchgivin' ya stitch by stitch, ain't this a bitchSweeter than lemonade, stronger than a hand-grenadeRhymes are laid, go deeper than a mermaidLouder than a siren, I'm not retirin'Despirin', admirin' the way I'm gettin' fly andI sees ecleptoes and I resent thosebrothers who slept on, when they shoulda kept onRollin' with rush it don't get no rougherI stopper, huffer and puffer, a buffer, sufferI was holdin' back the man superior, right?You wanna take my title, yo, you'll be aightYou stand below the plateau I stand onYou want my faction to put the man onI Shake'n'Bake and break the laws of gravityAnd if you chew on, you'll get a cavityCause I'ma giant, and you're a pee-weeAnd all that LL shit, you can't see meYou're cheap and weak, incomplete and off-peakER-ERM!! Cause it gets no rougherIt gets no rougher

Yo man, you know how to take the order a-b-c emcee's youknowhatI'msayin'?Yo, cuttin' ain't no joke, yo L, release the juice on 'em

[LL Cool J]I release the juice smack dab in your faceDo damage, I'm pickin' up the paceMy mics' like a torch when I'm walkin' at nighttimestraight to the dome, it's like a pipe-lineHigh speed, stronger than Thai-WeedAnd before you pick up the mic to get flyYou need all the dope khaki's that you can featureSo I can serve you, you know the procedureListen to the man intellectualize, visualizeYour whole posse gettin' paralysedI don't wanna hear no alibi's, don't apologizeER-ERM-ERM, I 'll put the highs' in your EYES!!The bass in your face, like you ditch the attorney, I'm on the caseWith rhymes that'll hit ya, get ya and sit ya downThe competition is booty get the picture now?Skip the record, my road, to get me-a-goI'm figurin' yo, nigga you knowI won't allow, not now, no way, no howany form of disrespect, you better bowTime gets rough to swamp I do it pumpin between my jaws adversaries got chompedThe cordless mic is my only utensilLyrics you be runnin', I break 'em like a pencilCause I'm massive, and you're a small fryYou're all in, a stunt, a fall-guyOutta order I smolder blacks to make you SUFFER!!Cause it gets no rougher, it gets no rougher

[LL Cool J]Let me ask you ask a question...You could take the game of rap and rule it aloneDemonstrate many styles on the microphoneBuild an empire like an African KingI had to show Apu Jack the Ripper could swingI'ma rappers nightmare, I crush my opponentsThere's only one title - I own itEmcee's flip-flop, I bust out the workshopThey try to eve'sdrop, goin' to make rockAerodynamically, it's all automaticallythe way I jiggly full of originalityShay-shop 'em and stop 'em like a cheetah and an antelopeThen I cut 'em like a cantalope - on the tablethey ain't able, I'm a legend, not a fable, gotta keep it stableCrack your back bone, harder than grimstoneDoin' your justice overseein' like a chaporoneHuh, on the hip-hop scene, I got shit sewn up like a sewin' machineEat a rapper like a sandwich, leave 'em in a banditCrack the stage and leave the audience damaged

[Interlude: LL Cool J]Yeah, get funky on that cut, get funky on it(Yo, L, them lyrics is dope man youknowI'msayin'?you better raw sick for years..) this how we do it dogg(...Pump that good man, let's cut us some real, real somethin')Yo, bust this

[LL Cool J]I'm kinda like a soldier, see I told yaWhen I pick up the mic I'ma hold yacaptive, a mack-tive, I'll make sure I'll track itL'll speak a cell a sneak as your backs' gettin' weakerI freak the beat and get shiekerRule over King, you're too over-eagerYou're tryin' to make a move forI'ma prove you're ridiculiousI think he was jealous and in the mood for an ass-kickin'When you mess with, the man with the planmic in his hand and a fresh skitR-O-U-G-H-E-R, ROUGHER!! So here we areFace to face, mic to mic, man to manWhile your battle ship is sinkin' in quicksandStrappin' to the bottom like a two-ton anchorAnd break, pull the rope, point blank, I'm a sniperRapper like a pack, step on 'em like a mackMy DJ Cut-Creator scratch a record like a catE at my side with pride who got a bigger repShh... smoke the mic like a cigaretteEvery puff is rough I pull, kill a bullOne toke, your crews' a jokeI run through rappers like runnin' through rubber holes isNigga, I'm comin' up rosesStep back - I got the title - bear-witness to a dope recitalI've killed many men my friend and I'ma do it again and again and againCause it gets no rougher